| Yours is more than mortal beauty
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| Every word you speak is for love grace
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| My heart overflows with noble words
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| To the king I must speak the song I have made
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| My tongue as nimble as the pen of a scribe
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| You are the fairest of the children of men
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| And graciousness is poured upon your lips
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| Because God has blessed you for evermore
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| O mighty one, gird your sword upon your thigh
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| In splendor and state, ride on in triumph
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| For the cause of truth and goodness and right
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| Take aim with your bow in your dread right hand
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| Your arrows are sharp, peoples fall beneath you
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| The foes of the king fall down and lose heart
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| Your throne, O God, shall endure for ever
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| A scepter of justice is the scepter of your kingdom
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| Your love is for justice; |
| your hatred for evil
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| Therefore God, your God, has anointed you
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| With the oil of gladness above other kings
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| Your robes are fragrant with aloes and myrrh
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| From the ivory palace you are greeted with music
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| The daughters of kings are among your loved ones
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| On your right stands the queen in gold of Ophir
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| Glory to the Father
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| And to the Son
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| And to the Holy Spirit
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| As it was in the beginning
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| Is now
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| And will be for ever
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| Amen |